Yan's father was furious, his eyes bulging. "Tianling, are you still defending her! Can't you see what she's done to Yueyue!"
Ruan Tianling pursed his lips, not letting go of his hand.
At that moment, the doctor came out and said, "The patient's condition is now stable. Fortunately, the wounds are not deep; we have dressed them and she should be fine now."
"Doctor, is my daughter really okay?" Yan's father let go of Ruan Tianling and asked anxiously.
"Yes, the patient didn't lose much blood, and the wounds are not deep. She can go home and rest now."
Jian Yufei smirked slightly, see, she knew Yan Yue was putting on a show.
Since there was no longer any need for her to be there, she saw no reason to stay.
Jian Yufei turned to leave, Ruan Tianling glanced at her and followed Yan's father into the ward.
In the ward, Yan Yue lay weakly on the bed, her face pale, looking fragile and pitiable.
